Rain On Me

By OptimisticPessimist

Split
Splat 

Rain upon my face
My arms
My torn, ripped, black Converse. 

Rain on me. This way I can cry and still partially retain
My sanity. 

Splat.
Drip. 

Rain turns into blood.
Sweeney Todd-ishly decending from the heavens.

This
Nightmare
Includes
You 

A demon from my past.
A creature, as exquisite as she may be,
Broke me.
In the rain. 

Rain is the sky crying.
I feel accompanied this way. 

Blood is my imagination
Stuck
In reality
And a depressing, but wonderful, cinemax. 

Split
Splat 

Rain on me..

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Copyright 2012 OptimisticPessimist
Published on Saturday, January 7, 2012.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"

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  • A former member wrote: Interesting and I liked the Sweeney Todd mentioning...

  • OptimisticPessimist On Saturday, January 7, 2012, OptimisticPessimist (29)By person wrote:

    Well, it is an exquisite movie and it deserves some recognition

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